Chapter 274 Madam’s Request

“Dear teachers, students, and parents of Bridge School, as the 53rd Prime Minister of the Kingdom, I am very honored to be invited by my alma mater to stand here and share some thoughts on education with you.”

A middle-aged man with a similar build to the head teacher of Class 1 and a somewhat potbellied appearance stood on the podium in the center of the auditorium and greeted the teachers and parents in the audience:

"As a Bridgeman who spent his entire teenage years at the Bridge Public School and completed his studies at the Bridge University, although it may be a bit offensive to my former teachers, I must admit that the Bridge Public School is not the top school in the capital.

But the significance of education to a person is not just to acquire knowledge in school. What can really accompany everyone throughout their life is often things other than knowledge, such as..."

At this point, the Prime Minister of the Kingdom looked down at the audience with a smile. Just as he was about to mention his wife whom he met on the bridge and show off his wit and humor, he saw his wife sitting next to his daughter Charlotte, chatting animatedly with the handsome black-haired young man sitting next to her. His face suddenly darkened, and he skipped this part of adjusting the atmosphere and continued to narrate:

“For example, the knowledge and understanding of our society.

The teaching quality of the Royal Household School and Central School may be slightly better than that of the Bridge, but education is not only for personal success, but also for social progress and the common welfare of the people. When it comes to cultivating students' qualities in this regard, the Bridge School rooted in the old city is undoubtedly the best one..."

……

“What a wonderful speech.”

Feeling the slightly malicious gaze, Leon subconsciously glanced at the middle-aged man who was talking on the stage, then turned back and complimented the Prime Minister's wife beside him:

"You are usually busy with government affairs, but you can have such unique insights on education. You are worthy of being the Prime Minister."

"Your Excellency the Duke, you flatter me."

The Prime Minister's wife, who looked to be about thirty-six or thirty-seven years old, had a few crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, but she was still full of charm and smiled:

"Stephen is naturally very capable in government affairs, but he is also distracted by too much energy and doesn't intervene much in the children's affairs, so he only talks about the general direction because he is not good at details."

"That's enough."

Leon, who was holding Melanie, shook his head and said:
"As the saying goes, 'The Prime Minister is the rudder and the King is the anchor.' Your Excellency the Prime Minister only needs to control the general direction and determine where the Kingdom's ship is heading. The rest of the sailing, sightseeing, ballast and water measurement, etc., will naturally be done by people who are better at it. Your Excellency the Prime Minister only needs to hold the rudder steady... That's right."

After finishing the polite business compliments, Leon put his hand on his shiny cufflinks, pressed the sheep horns in the reflection of the cufflinks with his fingertips, and asked casually:
"Mrs. Martha, you said before that you wanted to consult me about something concerning my 'work'?"

"Yes."

The Prime Minister's wife hesitated for a moment, then glanced at Melanie in her arms.

After noticing the look in the Prime Minister's wife's eyes, Leon smiled, and then handed Melanie to Anna beside him, as she looked horrified.

"Wait! Wait a minute! Brother! I haven't…"

"Melanie!"

Anna grabbed Melanie's ear with lightning speed, then grabbed Melanie's collar with one hand, and lifted her up while she kicked her short legs in vain. After enduring for a long time, Anna gritted her teeth and said:

"Big brother is busy with work, don't disturb him!"

"I...um!"

I'm sorry, although I also want you to get punished less, but things related to "abnormality" are too dangerous and really not suitable for you to listen to.

After giving Melanie a helpless look, Leon leaned slightly towards the Prime Minister's wife and whispered:
"Mrs. Martha, you may tell me what you have to say now."

"Okay, I have two main things I want to ask. The first thing is... I want to ask about the situation of someone in your bureau..."

After biting her lower lip somewhat shyly, the Prime Minister's wife leaned close to Leon's ear and said with a blushing face:

"Your Excellency, do you know a man named Pioni?"

Pioni?
After hearing this name, Leon thought about it for a moment, and then he remembered that he seemed to have seen this name on the doorplate of the office across from Senior Jerry. However, Senior Pioni seemed to be carrying out some very troublesome long-term mission. Until now, he had never seen him show up in the bureau, and the office had always been empty, and the door handle was covered with dust.

"I guess I know. Senior Pioni is a level 2 crisis manager in the bureau, and his office is not far from me..."

After giving a somewhat vague answer, looking at the Prime Minister's wife who seemed a little embarrassed in front of him, Leon couldn't help but blinked, and asked softly in surprise:
"Mrs. Martha, may I ask how you and Senior Pioni are..."

"We...are friends..."

The Prime Minister's wife's face suddenly turned redder, and she stammered:
"It's that kind of... um... very good friends, much closer than ordinary friends, the kind that can talk about anything."

"..."

I see. The kind of good friend that can’t be known to the Prime Minister, right?

After seeing a hint of understanding in Leon's eyes, the Prime Minister's wife couldn't stand this topic anymore. She lowered her head and rummaged in her handbag, and handed over a letter that looked like it had been written for a long time.

"Your Excellency the Duke, if possible, could you please give this letter to Pioni? And then... and then help me pass on a message."

In Lyon's somewhat speechless expression, the dignified and generous Prime Minister's wife turned her head away and whispered in an embarrassed manner:
"Just say...just say that I will wait for him at the old place every Monday at noon..."

"it is good……"

After taking the letter and putting it away speechlessly, Li·Don't Want to Be a Pimp·Ang said with a slightly stiff expression:

"What about the second thing?"

"The second thing..."

The Prime Minister's wife hesitated for a moment, then whispered:
"Can I ask, is there something special in this world that allows a person to pretend to be someone else's relative without the person being able to detect it?"

? !
After hearing what the Prime Minister's wife said, Leon's pupils suddenly shrank, and he immediately thought of the photo in the mirror world.

Of course such anomalies exist, and the highest-ranking anomaly of this kind known so far is the anomaly [What If] created by Director Aquarius using the flesh and blood of the God of Enlightenment as a seed and Anna's expectations for her family as an inducement. And this thing happens to be in his hands now!
"Mrs. Martha, why do you ask?"

With his utmost alertness, Leon rubbed the metal cufflinks that he had specially polished to look like a mirror, signaling Youha inside to get ready, while asking with an unchanged expression:
"Do you think any of your relatives have been 'replaced'?"

"Rather than a 'replacement', it's more like I just gained a relative for no reason..."

The Prime Minister's wife reached into her arms and took out a silver kite pendant, then explained softly:

"This is something Pioni gave me. He said it can help me remove the effects of your 'work content' when it affects me. When my niece came to visit me some time ago, it was suddenly activated."

Leon narrowed his eyes when he heard this.

"So, you suspect that your niece is not really your niece, but has used some special 'things' to affect your memory and even your family's memory?"

"Yes."

The Prime Minister's wife nodded, and then said with some concern:
"I have tried to test her with words, but both my husband Stephen and my children remember the existence of this person named Nicole, and even remember her visiting us every year. But I remember nothing..."

"and many more!"

When he heard this, Leon's brows couldn't help but raise slightly.

"You just said...what's your niece's name?"

"Nicole, she said her name was Nicole."

(End of this chapter)

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